Preludes The winter evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways.
Six o'clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
And then the lighting of the lamps
Preludes
The poem to me is talking about walking the streets in winter. It talles about what the different things are that appel to your senses. Imagery in the poem is withered leaves about your feet. An example of alliteration is broken blinds.
The rhyme scheme of the poem is ABCBDDEFEFEGG. the theme of the poem is talking about how winter can be relaxing and calming.
T.S. Eliot was born in St. Louis, Missouri on Septmeber 26,1888. His real name is Thomas Stearns Eliot. He lived in Missouri until he was 18. After gruating high school,he attended Harvard University.There he earned his both his undergradute and masters dregrees. He spent a year in Paris then returned to Harvard to get a doctorate in philosophy. Later he returned to Europe and settled in England in 1914. Soon after he married Vivienne Haigh-Wood. He worked as a school master, then became a bank clerk at Lloyd's bank. Afterwards, he as an literary editor for Faber & Faber. Later he became the director. In 1933, he sperated from his wife. In 1948, he recieved the Nobel Prize for Literature. He remarried to Valerie Fletcher in 1956. On January 4,1965, Thomas Stearns Eliot died in London.
Vivienne Haigh-Eliot
Valerie Fletcher And T.S. Eliot
The Naming of Cats The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey--
All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter--
But all of them sensible everyday names.
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum-
Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there's still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover--
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name
The Naming of Cats
This poem meant to me that a cat has a simple name that is used everyday, a fancy pretty name, and a name that only the cat itslef knows. An example of a simile is mad as a hatter.
Some alliteration can be Bill Bailey.The rhyme scheme of the poem is ABABCBCBDBDB and so on. The theme of the poem is indivisuality.
The Ad-dressing of Cats
This poem is saying that due to all the things that you learn about cats you should know how to address one now.The poem also rhymes in couplets.
The Ad-dressing on Cats You’ve read of several kinds of Cat,
And my opinion now is that
You should need no interpreter
To understand their character.
You now have learned enough to see
That Cats are much like you and me
And other people whom we find
Possessed of various types of mind.
For some are same and some are mad
And some are good and some are bad
And some are better, some are worse—
But all may be described in verse.
You’ve seen them both at work and games,
And learnt about their proper names,
Their habits and their habitat:
But
How would you ad-dress a Cat?
So first, your memory I’ll jog,
And say: A CAT IS NOT A DOG.
And you might now and then supply
Some caviare, or Strassburg Pie,
Some potted grouse, or salmon paste—
He’s sure to have his personal taste.
(I know a Cat, who makes a habit
Of eating nothing else but rabbit,
And when he’s finished, licks his paws
So’s not to waste the onion sauce.)
A Cat’s entitled to expect
These evidences of respect.
And so in time you reach your aim,
And finally call him by his NAME.
So this is this, and that is that:
And there’s how you AD-DRESS A CAT.
T.S. Eliot is most famous for the Broadway play "Cats" made after his book"Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats".
The winter evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways.
Six o'clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
And then the lighting of the lamps
The poem to me is talking about walking the streets in winter. It talles about what the different things are that appel to your senses. Imagery in the poem is withered leaves about your feet. An example of alliteration is broken blinds.
The rhyme scheme of the poem is ABCBDDEFEFEGG. the theme of the poem is talking about how winter can be relaxing and calming.
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey--
All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter--
But all of them sensible everyday names.
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum-
Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there's still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover--
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name
This poem meant to me that a cat has a simple name that is used everyday, a fancy pretty name, and a name that only the cat itslef knows. An example of a simile is mad as a hatter.
Some alliteration can be Bill Bailey.The rhyme scheme of the poem is ABABCBCBDBDB and so on. The theme of the poem is indivisuality.
The Ad-dressing of Cats
This poem is saying that due to all the things that you learn about cats you should know how to address one now.The poem also rhymes in couplets.
You’ve read of several kinds of Cat,
And my opinion now is that
You should need no interpreter
To understand their character.
You now have learned enough to see
That Cats are much like you and me
And other people whom we find
Possessed of various types of mind.
For some are same and some are mad
And some are good and some are bad
And some are better, some are worse—
But all may be described in verse.
You’ve seen them both at work and games,
And learnt about their proper names,
Their habits and their habitat:
But
How would you ad-dress a Cat?
So first, your memory I’ll jog,
And say: A CAT IS NOT A DOG.
And you might now and then supply
Some caviare, or Strassburg Pie,
Some potted grouse, or salmon paste—
He’s sure to have his personal taste.
(I know a Cat, who makes a habit
Of eating nothing else but rabbit,
And when he’s finished, licks his paws
So’s not to waste the onion sauce.)
A Cat’s entitled to expect
These evidences of respect.
And so in time you reach your aim,
And finally call him by his NAME.
So this is this, and that is that:
And there’s how you AD-DRESS A CAT.
Sources:
http://www.english.illinois.edu/maps/poets/a_f/eliot/life.htmhttp://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/1948/eliot-bio.html
http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/18
"T.S. Eliot" by Leonard Unger
"T.S. Eliot The Poems" by Martin Scofield